That saints will aid if men will call; For the blue sky bends over all!

Democracy is the healthful lifeblood which circulates through the veins and arteries, which supports the system, but which ought never to appear externally, and as the mere blood itself.

All men, even the most surly are influenced by affection.

An undevout poet is an impossibility.

You see how this House of Commons has begun to verify all the ill prophecies that were made of it - low, vulgar, meddling with everything, assuming universal competency, and flattering every base passion - and sneering at everything noble refined and truly national. The direct tyranny will come on by and by, after it shall have gratified the multitude with the spoil and ruin of the old institutions of the land.

To believe and to understand are not diverse things, but the same things in different periods of growth.

About, about, in reel and rout the death fires danced at night.